Bab 325: Pleasure to Keep You Satisfied

She slipped her legs out of them one at a time. Judging by the way Mo Qingchen's eyes raked up and down each limb as she moved, she was sure her attempt worked. 

But then, he looked back up at her eyes and she saw it. She saw the hesitation and concern. It was just a second, but he seemed unsure of himself. She hated that. 

"Don't do that."

"Don't do what?" he asked, startled. 

"Don't overthink about it. We are no different now because of what we said to each other. I'm still the same Qian Meng as I was when you married me," she tried to make him understand. 

His eyebrows pulled together as they did when he was in deep thought. And then he shook his head. 

"No, you're not."

She felt a surge of panic in her chest.

"Yes, I am," she said defiantly. 

"No, baby. You are not. You are everything now."

She sighed, releasing the breath she hadn't realized she was holding. "You're too far away," she complained.